Wings

she fell from grace
her poor wings cliped
She had no place
No way to live
God blamed her for sin
she had no fault
she was forced
she fought she lost
But no one cares
for gods unfair

She fell from grace
her poor wings cliped
shes demons prey
no one will save
he caughter her first
he`ll keep her now
she had no choice
for she was bound
she cryed for days
but no relief
shes demons play
a toy for him

She fell from grace
her poor wings cliped
Now she lays
her pain his thrill
She bleeds every day
But no one sees
shes in his cage
never to be seen
He thinks he broke her
But hope still lives
even thou her wings were clipped

One day she will find her way
for every dog has its day
for every bird will fly away
for every voice will be heard again
For no one can take whats inside
she will once again fly
her broken wings may seem so dead
to her their proof that hope still lives

She fell from grace
her poor wings clipped
she has yet to forget
she will fly away again
for not even a god can break her gift......hope